Friday nights full of Chevys and Fords
Sipping Millers and Coors on the county line
Yeah Yeah
New speakers bumpin' old Aldean
Hanging them blue jeans on a Georgia pine
Might be a po dunk point of view
But I ain't the only one who like is
Out here on the outskirts
My wheels big, beer cold
And my road dirt
Keep that asphalt trucks ass on the interstate
Red clay look good on them 38s
24 wait 23 beers in the back
Cause I just cracked one and I'm pulling up
Cut the wheels, cut the lights
Jar of white, hell I might
She a ten, she my type
Cause if she showed up here
Then you know she likes
Friday nights full of Chevys and Fords
Sipping Millers and Coors on the county line
Yeah Yeah
New speakers bumpin' old Aldean
Hanging them blue jeans on a Georgia pine
Might be a po dunk point of view
But I ain't the only one who like is
Out here on the outskirts
My wheels big, beer cold
And my road dirt
I like my Chevy high country
Bass hit ya like a Mac truck
Forty-hour money Yee Yee
I'm bout to act up
On my right
Ya that's my ride or die
All she wanna do is ride
Don't need to apologize
That I might cuss a lil bit
Might not fine me on the station
But this my dirt road anthem for your playlist rotation
Friday nights full of Chevys and Fords
Sipping Millers and Coors on the county line
Yeah Yeah
New speakers bumpin' old Aldean
Hanging them blue jeans on a Georgia pine
Might be a po dunk point of view
But I ain't the only one who like is
Out here on the outskirts
My wheels big, beer cold
And my road dirt
